Bryan didn't change the emotions on his face, but that was an interesting statement. Did he enjoy his job, or was it all he new how to do. Is it all he is comfertable doing? He pondered this for a moment before answering."I do.. enjoy my work..." his voice trailed off as he put the ore into the fire.

"I bend it as much as I can before putting it into the fire to make it softer, I dip it in water to cool it a little and I bend it some more."He sighed."It is a simple job, maybe that is why I am good at it."

Dougy looked at him like he was an alien.- Simple...?He laughed.- That's.....yeah. I can obviously say you know what you're talking about. Sadly enough, I don't.He scratch his nose's tip while looking at Bryan with mischievous eye.- Did you met any interesting girl ? he said with a smile.

Bryan never looked away from his work. He didn't like talking about his past."I... was abandoned as a child.... a man named Boris took me into his Abby, along with many other boys. He trained us to be mindless droids and to do as he said. No emotions were aloud. We had to exercise and do everything perfectly or we wouldn't eat.... or drink... or sleep. He would lock us in a cage."Bryan stared at his work, pausing for only a moment."When my friend left I ran away. I tried to find the most secluded unkown village so Boris couldn't find me. This is where I ended up."